Chapter 171

Not to mention the audience in the live broadcast room, Meng Hun was stunned, and even Meng data himself was stunned.

Did he say that?

Meng data did say these words, but he didn't say it to Jiang Pengji, but to his stepwife Gu Zhen.

No matter who said it to, Jiang Pengji didn't lie anyway.

Meng Hun didn't doubt that it was Jiang Pengji's nonsense, but determined that it was Meng data's red mouth and white teeth, reversing black and white!

He laughed miserably and forgot to hide his voice.

"Xiao Lang Jun is a living Bodhisattva. He was blinded by such thieves."

Hearing this familiar voice, Jiang Pengji suddenly remembered something.

She twisted Meng Hun's face with her hand, came close to recognize it, and then showed an angry expression.

Asked in a low voice, "how could it be you!"

Meng Hun didn't answer. Instead, he asked her, "I don't know how this beast arranged my Meng? Why did Meng frame him, and what did he frame him? Meng's wife and daughter died miserably, didn't this beast do it? He has the face to confuse black and white!"

Jiang Pengji looked at Meng data coldly, and then at Meng Hun with a sad, angry and hateful face. She was "hesitant and difficult to decide" in her heart.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps outside, and everyone in the firewood room tightened their nerves.

Jiang Pengji had no way. She took a deep breath and said in a rigid voice, "it's not suitable to stay here for a long time. Let's talk about it in another place."

Even so, she didn't let go of the blade pointing to Meng Hun's neck, and Meng Hun's subordinates naturally didn't dare to make a mistake.

Meng data's brain is not good, but his intuition is good. Whether Meng Hun, who has the hatred of killing his wife and daughter on the left, or Liu Xi, who deliberately calculated on the right to let him fall into the humiliation of the gambling house, they are both black hearted and have no good intentions for him.

But now he can't speak and write with both hands, otherwise he would have exposed Liu Xi's uneasy and kind mask.

"It's safe here. No one will disturb you for the time being. Now you have enough time to tell me the truth. I hate deception and betrayal most." Her voice was cold and said to Meng Hun, "before, I thought you were a refugee who had no choice but to leave your hometown. Now I want to come, but you set up a suspicious array to approach me and get information?"

There was no live broadcast yesterday, so the partners in the live studio didn't know how excellent Jiang Pengji's acting skills were, so they comforted her one after another.

[a Yan]: don't cry, don't be sad. It's obviously that this smelly man is too cunning.

[aunt dining in the canteen]: poor anchor, you've been cheated. You feel like a dog. Oh, don't feel uncomfortable.

[Xiyan]: Yes, don't feel bad. We will all support you. Let this man go to hell.

In addition to these relatively simple viewers and Mengxin who do not understand the situation, there are another group of people who hold different attitudes.

[old driver Lianmeng]: bet on a spicy bar. The anchor is definitely cheating!

[Nongfu mountain spring is a little hanging]: life is like a play. It all depends on acting skills. After last time, I don't believe in the anchor's integrity anymore.

The audience in the live studio watched with enthusiasm, scratching their ears and cheeks one by one. Some people saw through the truth, but more sympathized with the anchor.

Jiang Pengji took over these sympathies, but her acting skills were still high.

Meng Hun pursed his lips, arched his hands at her and said, "this is Meng Mou's fault. He didn't be honest with the little husband. However, this matter is related to Meng Mou and even the lives of several colleagues, so he had to hide it. It doesn't matter if his life is gone. He's afraid he can't cut the enemy!"

Jiang Pengji loosened the knife on Meng Hun's neck. Meng Hun felt it and sighed in his heart.

Liu Xi is an excellent young man. He is a kind-hearted man who is soft hearted when he says it. He is too easy to suffer losses.

Jiang Pengji didn't seem to know the change of Meng Hun's face, and asked fiercely, "you said cousin... No, cousin deceived me. What's the matter? Didn't you start the war disaster in Mengjun, Cangzhou? The war spread, and how many people suffered!"

Meng Hun felt a pain in his heart and was reminded of the most unbearable memory in his heart by Jiang Pengji.

He took revenge for his wife and daughter. He didn't think so much at that time. With his brother, he turned against Meng and set fire to the sheriff's house.

But he did not expect that Meng would be so short-sighted. In order to catch them, he used Meng's army!

Meng data's evil deeds and exploitation of civilians by Meng have already aroused public resentment. In the name of searching Meng Hun and others, Meng's army wantonly exploits businessmen and people. It is called search. In fact, it is all for the purpose of searching the belongings of innocent people and robbing their wives and children.

Meng's army is not a fearless and brave army that resounded through the Xia Dynasty. It's just a group of local ruffians!

Meng Hun rebelled against the Meng family, which was the fuse, but it was the Meng family army who really detonated the chaos in Meng Prefecture, which caused the people to gather and rebel.

But anyway, the cause is Meng Hun.

His lips trembled. "Although Meng doesn't know how this beast talks and deceives the little gentleman, Meng is not such a treacherous person. He hasn't done anything sorry to Meng, nor to the people of Meng county."

Jiang Pengji's eyes wandered between Meng Da and Meng Hun. Her eyes twinkled, as if thinking about the truth of their words.

Other people also heard about Jiang Pengji from Meng Hun. They still had a good impression of her, so they didn't act rashly.

Jiang Pengji said, "in that case, tell me the truth from beginning to end."

Meng Hun was secretly relieved and knew that there was room for turning around.

The little gentleman in front of us is not only kind-hearted, but also able to distinguish right from wrong.

"This matter will start a few months ago."

Meng Hun took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. Otherwise, he was afraid that he would strangle Meng data regardless of everything.

He has his own plan. Meng data, a little beast, must die. Otherwise, how can he go to the king of hell to see his wife and daughter?

After Meng data died, he wanted to thank him for his death. Liu Xixiao Lang Jun could take his head and explain it to Meng. He should be able to sell a favor to Meng. At the same time, he also hopes that for this reason, Jiang Pengji can pull his brother.

It doesn't matter if he dies, but these brothers and colleagues who follow him can't lose their lives in vain.

With these in mind, Meng Hun could barely and calmly describe the context.

Although Meng Hun had tried to calm down, his tiger eyes were still red, and his tears were about to fall.

The audience in the live studio didn't praise Meng Da's good-looking. One by one, Meng Hun was distressed to death.

Delicate people shed tears in the wind. It was a beautiful scene. After reading it, they sighed, and then there was no other feeling.

But Meng Hun, a burly man seven feet tall, silently red his eyes when it comes to sad things?

All the audience could see that he had been patient, his hands clenched into fists, his knuckles turned white, and his eyes showed a fierce look.

What heartache can make such a resolute man cry for it?